The Storm
The storm that’s raging inside my head,
Makes me want to stay in bed.
I want to stay there day and night,
I see the tunnel but not the light.
It’s completely exhausting, and a drain,
To rationalise what’s going on in my brain.
So many thoughts that overwhelm me,
I wish it were clear, I wish I was free.
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